by Deb Farris | Jun 8, 2022 | Musings, Not According to Plan, Writing
“Mom, the helmet?” Jackson said. “Yes?” “Wear it?” “Yes.” My son is taking care of me now, I realized, just as I have been taking care of my mother. Our roles are always changing in life. Jackson is the son of Rose, the protagonist in my debut novel,...
by Deb Farris | May 25, 2022 | Devotions
Flames of green stare back from tips of branches imprinted against morning sky, as new shoots of color appear lit from within While the Warblers seem pleased with the decor. For yesterday, this prelude to Summer was silent, but the Sun worked all day, the Wind...
by Deb Farris | May 17, 2022 | Devotions
IWe walk the shoreline,My dog looks for things to eat,Pulling my arm off. IIFish bones, food wrappers,She finds something dangerousAlmost every day. IIISitting and resting,The dog poses like the cloudsAs the people pass. IVI have time to think,Small prayers floating...
by Deb Farris | May 12, 2022 | Devotions
My faithful partner tried to put up the screen door earlier, we both forgot where he put the screws and hinges last fall. It’s a warm spring morning, a little muggy, clear sky, just the slightest veil of mist. Shadows land in shapes and patterns covering the street....
by Deb Farris | May 7, 2022 | Musings
I fell asleep last night to the roar of the waves. Maybe that’s why I dreamt about a Lion. I don’t know. But it told me all my days were numbered before one of them came to be. When I woke, I roughly counted that I have been alive for 24,090 days. It was stormy...
